Chapter 223： I miss you! (nine)

The tears in the eyes are getting more and more crystal clear, the line of sight is getting blurred, and the lips are shaking, but they can't stop the tears overflowing from the eyes.

She has lost weight. She has lost weight for only twenty hours. Ji Chicheng also stretched out her hands and stretched out Ji Anning’s face. The soft palms seemed to touch her heart, but it soothed her heart. Weaker.

She wanted to hug him more, she wanted to nest into his arms and cry, she wanted him to pet her head, and she wanted him to say to her, "It's okay, we will have a chance in the future."

But can she want this opportunity?

Ji Anning asked herself this in her heart, and he hesitated to ask herself, but she couldn't help raising her hand and stopped.

She burst into tears, her eyes were so tangled and painful. Ji Chicheng couldn't help but feel distressed. Regardless of Xiang Yiqing's presence, she bent over and hugged Ji Anning. ."

His voice, his comfort, are like warm strings, his white shirt, the faint smell of perfume on his body, his temperature and his heartbeat... Everything about him makes Ji Anning unable to extricate himself, and can no longer control it. I want to embrace his heart.

Stretching out his hands, he hugged Ji Chicheng tightly, crying bitterly.

Just once, just this time, putting aside morality and conscience, don't think about anyone or anything, only Ji Chicheng, she likes Ji Chicheng in her bones, only two of them.

Her face was pressed against Ji Chicheng's chest, and her cry touched Ji Chicheng's heart. His arms held her petite in his arms. He knew that she must be frightened.

He did not protect her.

Looking at the scene before him, Xiang Yi quietly exited the room.

Ji Chicheng allowed Ji Anning to cry in his arms. Fortunately, she could cry so loudly, so happy that she even hugged him.

This was the first time, the first time that she actively hugged him, actively relied on him, and was so delicate and weak in front of him.

Give him a chance to spread his chest and his open shoulders, let her lean on.

"It is said on the Internet that women after childbirth can't cry and need more rest, so you can stop at it."

The more Ji Anning wept, the more sad she became. She couldn't wait to shed all the tears for so many years. I don't know how long she had been crying, when Ji Chicheng's voice suddenly sounded from the top.

Although his voice was mild, his stern tone matched his indifferent temperament.

Ji Anning thought she had been crying for too long and was disgusted by him again, so she quickly let go and withdrew from his arms. She didn't dare to look up at his face at all. She lay down, pulled the quilt, and covered her lower part. face.

The little face that was pale just now was flushed with a hint of blush, soaked with tears, and it was flushed and plump as if it could be broken by a bomb.

Ji Chicheng couldn't help but stretched out his hand again, pressing his warm and soft palm against her cheek, and gently rubbed her wet eyelashes back and forth twice with the thumb of his thumb.

Sure enough, it was as delicate and smooth as he had imagined, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rose, and a warm smile spread across his handsome face with a bit of pampering.

"I am here to accompany you."

He said softly.

This is still from his uncontrollable feelings, heart... has been out of his domineering nature.

Slowly, slowly changing.

I'm here to accompany you... How warm, when she used to be sick, she always lay in bed thinking, if he could come to see her and chat with her, maybe she would not hurt or feel uncomfortable.